Chapter 967

Feng Shan is a man of good faith. Although he was the first group to come, he did not rush to shoot. Instead, he was honest on the side waiting for Chen Shuhao in the back.

Mo shangyun still had certain expectations for the game. He loosened the seat belt, opened the window, and watched with his telescope.

Yan Tianxing was made to laugh and cry by her posture.

"So interested?" Yan Tianxing asked in one side, slightly close to Mo shangyun.

Mo Shang Yun took time to look at him, "OK."

She has been looking forward to this competition for some time.

On the one hand, they expect the results; on the other hand, they want to see the ability of the snipers under Yan Tianxing's hands.

In a sense, it has a certain relationship with Yan Tianxing, but there is no reason to explain it in such detail.

Seeing that she was in the ascendant, Yan Tianxing did not disturb her. Just when the competition was about to begin, he made a gesture to Feng Shan - go all out.

Since Mo shangyun was watching, if his soldiers didn't behave better, he couldn't get over it.

Feng Shan saw it, so in a daze for a while, decided not to put any water.

Outside the car, the rain was getting bigger and bigger. Some of it splashed on the window and splashed everywhere. Then it jumped into the car.

Mo shangyun, however, did not notice it. He put his elbow on the window and continued to observe with a telescope.

Others are running in a hurry and shooting nervously, but at this moment, they are all foil.

Most people who finish shooting one step at a time, as long as they know that Feng Shan and Chen Shuhao will compete, will choose to come and watch.

In their view, this is not only a duel between two sharpshooters, but also a confrontation between land and sea.

It's about their dignity!

"What's the matter?"

Su Bei, wearing a raincoat, stopped outside the door and looked at Mo shangyun with a telescope.

What's up?

Even Mo shangyun was so absorbed.

"The two of them are better at shooting." Mo shangyun replied very readily.

“……”

North Jiangsu's mouth a smoke, just half a sound did not speak.

Seeing something wrong with Su Bei's look, Mo shangyun looked at her suspiciously and asked with a smile, "how?"

"Nothing."

Light said, Northern Jiangsu shrugged.

Last night, I happened to see Feng Shan's shooting technique. At night, without night vision goggles, he shot and killed a bird flying through the air in a very dark environment.

This kind of shooting method can be fully recognized.

His teammates have been flat and obviously, in the eyes of his teammates, it's normal. That is to say, he didn't play Super last night.

Similarly, this morning, she also saw Chen Shuhao's shooting skills.

The shot is OK - although one shot missed the target, it should be that the opponent ran too fast.

But Chen Shuhao was too anxious.

All the performance was felt - she was in a hurry.

She was anxious for grades, she was eager to show herself, she was eager to do something. However, when she can't make any achievements, she will become more and more anxious. This kind of emotion will cause her certain psychological pressure, which will lead to her later play more and more unstable, sometimes good and bad, and there are many mistakes that should not be made.

It won't work.

In the morning, Subei wanted to talk to Duan Zimu about this man. However, Duan Zimu didn't pay attention to anyone except Mo shangyun, so Subei gave up.

At present, the result of the competition between the two is self-evident.

"It seems that you have the result." Mo Shang Yun hooked his lips and said with a smile.

"And you?" Subei glanced at her.

Mo Shang Yun chuckled, "wait for the result."

Staring at her two eyes, Subei also did not expose her, eyebrows gently pick next, then one step left.

She didn't have the time to watch the game, which was a foregone conclusion.

Mo shangyun was indifferent, and continued to enjoy himself.

The competition time is not long, Feng Shan and Chen Shuhao only need to shoot with guns, 10 bullets, even if one shot slowly, it will only last one minute.

Feng Shan shot out the bullets in 10 seconds, and then put down the gun.

Bad weather, the influence of wind and rain Mo shangyun observed with a telescope that all 10 shots were 10 rings.

"Great."

Mo shangyun sincerely praised a sentence.

It's no big deal if you can hit a hundred hits in a sunny day. Many of these people can do it. However, under the influence of various environmental factors, it needs countless experience and calculation to calculate the influence of wind direction, rain and other factors on the bullet direction and then adjust it.

Mo shangyun thinks that under such conditions, he can get all 10 bullets on the target, but if he says that he can hit 100 shots She has absolutely no confidence."To whom?"

Yan Tianxing asked coolly.

With the action of the telescope, Mo shangyun coughed gently, and then turned his head to Yan Tianxing, "praise you for bringing the soldiers well."

This kind of compliment which made Mo shangyun uncomfortable fell into Yan Tianxing's ears, but it was very popular.

Seeing Yan Tianxing's satisfied expression, Mo shangyun's mouth slightly twitched. He could not help but find out his conscience and joked: "I said, you are so mean. Are you ashamed?"

Yan Tianxing squinted without changing his face and said frankly, "my woman can only praise me."

Mo Shang Yun a Zheng, almost didn't smash the telescope in the hand to this poor guy.

What nonsense!

"Why don't I praise other women and let you feel it?" Yan Tianxing said, and put her shoulder, the action is intimate and ambiguous, but the words with a tease.

Mo Shang Yun sneered, and then slowly said, "you try?"

The smiling eyes seemed to say to Yan Tianxing - if you dare to boast, I dare to sew your mouth.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows with pride, "I dare not try."

With that, he patted the head of Mo shangyun.

He rolled his eyes, Mo shangyun heard the sound of the gun stopped. He was too lazy to take care of him. When he picked up a telescope to look at it, he saw Chen Shuhao put down the gun.

Different from Feng Shan, Chen Shuhao was more nervous, and even the action of firing the gun trembled slightly.

A face, pale and white.

Squinting, Mo shangyun's line of sight shifts and looks at Chen Shuhao's target paper.

Seven, ten, two, nine, and one miss the target.

Yan Tianxing took a glance along the direction she looked at, her face was light, but almost firmly evaluated: "her psychological quality is not good."

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